Sometimes When We Touch

This was oridinally written on June 7, and for some reason dropped ito my draft box and not recovered and final edited until 7/29. But, it says it was written on May 13 - I don't get that at all. So, here it is....


"You ask me if I love you, and I choke on my reply.


I'd rather hurt you honestly than mislead you with a lie.


But who am I to judge you and what you say or do,


I'm only just beginning, to see the real you."
[Dan Hill]


Yesterday was our anniversary and this is the first line of "our song" from when we started dating in 1976. Our first date was for coffee at Tony's in Fairhaven. We had known each other for well over a year, and were least likely to get together, all of our friends told us that, and kept pairing us up anyway. We were the only single people invited to so many dinners and such, and then the primary instigator was soooo mad at me for years after we made it official. Funny how that works.



It has not been an effortless run, there have been enough challenges that I have often asked God for a "little talk", and several times have wondered if I seriously harmed someone in a past life .

I never trained to be a nurse, but I sure have a lot of OJT



But, you don't get to choose what you get. Like having children, being married is an ongoing evolve-ment of coping and accommodating. occasionally it needs a moderator, or translator, and we have done that, and will probably do so again.



Commitment is a funny thing, if we knew how things were going to turn out we probably wouldn't get into this in the first place.